Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberries for Breakfast

Blueberries for breakfast, in the afternoon
Butterflies in my under the August moon
Blueberries for breakfast, in the afternoon
Butterflies in my trousers under the moon

you to the airport, wait till it's time to go
I've checked the weather report, they say it not snow
And all the planes can and go
But I the ceiling is too low, so you can't go

for breakfast, love in the afternoon
Butterflies in my under the August moon

[Incomprehensible] New York [incomprehensible]
Burning just a too bright
firefly, never make it through the night
Somehow she came out
the darkness, see her light shining bright

Blueberries for breakfast, in the afternoon
Butterflies in my trousers the August moon

I'm gonna have to call the cops, if you leave me alone
Stop at the bus stop, trying to walk me home
The F.B.I., the C.I.A., you they'll never leave you alone
And I will cut you to the

for breakfast, love in the afternoon
Butterflies in my under the August moon
for breakfast, love in the afternoon
Butterflies in my trousers under the August